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Just Cracked


I see a little girl I used to be She knows how to smile She knows that she’s worth everything She doesn’t care about what others might think She doesn’t know what’s going to happen She still has her innocence Someone has to tell her that she has to be careful She walks with hope and joy in her step He’s watching her with hateful eyes She doesn’t know he doesn’t love her He is supposed to be her stronghold, Her savior He takes her into his arms like the monster he is He tells her that he cares It’s not normal Her step starts to falter She starts to break He uses her He makes her feel small He doesn't care about her He looks at her with evil in his eyes This is the first time she has felt so scared She slowly starts to escape Her mom takes her away She starts to feel safe again Here’s a new dad Will he be the one to hold her right? Will he be her fortress? She starts to be hopeful He comes like a cloud of death and fear She knows she’s not safe His words cut like a knife His hands fly like an eagle Her breaks start to grow She wonders why it’s her Why can’t she be loved? What has she done wrong? He won't stop telling her that he doesn't care She makes her feel smaller and smaller with every day She wants to be perfect to make it stop He rips her apart with every word and hit As her years go by, she continues to break The words pierce her soul They continue to tell her that she’s worthless She wants to die She can’t go farther Now she’s just crawling and can’t get up She’s getting bigger Her breaks are all over now She helps them spread She hates herself just as the men did She wonders what else there is to live for The life she carried within her left her as well She gets lonelier as she grows She doesn’t want to be around anymore She feels like she’s too broken to continue She gets so low that she doesn’t care anymore She doesn’t want to try anymore If she has never known love, What does she have? She steps wrong, and she starts to fall, She’s falling and she can’t stop She reaches out, but there’s no one there She’s more scared than she has ever been, She doesn’t know what happened But then she hits the bottom and looks around She’s surrounded by thousands of people, People with wondering and curious, helpful eyes As she walks through, She realizes that they are all just like her Everyone knows what she’s going through They hold her hand and help her walk out As she climbs to the top with helping hands, She realizes that her breaks are getting smaller They are healing her And she finally reaches the top, She grabs another hand, She sees the person in her life, who loves her the most, And she realizes that the people who tore her down, Broke her, and tortured her are gone, And as she walks, she realizes… She isn't alone She has help She's loved She’s not broken... She’s just cracked
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